he said, "Send his body back."I know.No matter what, Lao Zheng paid the price of his life.The Night Owl decided to call it quits on this matter, no longer pursuing it further.His dark eyes swept over...Fu Mo'han turned his head and looked at Lin Jinran in the passenger seat, who was lowering her head as if embarrassed.

His position allowed him to see the subtle blush creeping onto Lin Jinran's ears, and his heart softened inexplicably.

It seemed that Lin Jinran, aware of Fu Mo's gaze, had blushed even more on her fair face and dared not look at him.

Like an ostrich, she tucked her head in, her rosy cheeks turning abruptly towards the window. On the spotless glass, her delicate features were reflected.

"Not driving yet" Lin Jinran bit her lower lip, looking calm and composed.

Fu Mo'han turned his gaze back, a faint arc curving his thin lips.

He single-handedly held the steering wheel with cool confidence, his other hand twisting the key to start the sleek black Maybach, driving forward slowly.

Suddenly, Lin Jinran let out a sigh of relief. She was grateful that Fu Mo'han didn't tease her, and quietly pressed her hand against her stomach to prevent it from making any strange noises.

Fu Mo scanned the surroundings with a cold gaze, his expression remained unchanged. He casually took out his phone, opened the browser, and swiftly typed in a line of text: "What to eat during menstruation."

Before the black Maybach slowly drove to a stop after leisurely cruising along the roadside, Fu Mo Han saw a reply: "Congee and eggs are fine, but no cold food."

The car was steady. Fu Mo-han dimmed his phone, unbuckled his seatbelt with one hand, and said in a low voice, "Get out of the car."

Lin Jinran was a little surprised. It wasn't time to get off the car yet before arriving at Fu's residence. What was he doing getting out of the car now

Fu Mochen had already opened the car door and stepped out, standing by the car waiting for her. Lin Jinran could only unfasten her seat belt and open the door to get out of the car.

As she got off the car, Fu Mo Han turned and strode forward. Lin Jin Ran could only follow behind him.

In the blink of an eye, she saw Fu Mo'han stride into a Chinese restaurant. Her steps faltered, and a hint of doubt flashed in her heart.

Her fair fingers subconsciously covered her lower abdomen. Could it be because just now, Fu Mo Han had brought her here to eat

Will he be that good

Perhaps he was hungry himself.

Seeing Fu Mo's figure already walk into the Chinese restaurant, Lin Jinran no longer thought much, and hurriedly chased after him.

When she entered, Fu Mochen was already seated in the hall, in a secluded corner. A female waitress stood before him with starry eyes, enthusiastically introducing the restaurant's signature dishes.

Fu Mo Han slowly flipped through the menu, ignoring the waiter's words. He said calmly, "First, make a bowl of rice porridge and two boiled eggs."

"Okay." Though a little disappointed, the server diligently jotted it down immediately.

Fu Mo Han raised his black eyes, looking at the pretty figure standing at the door who hadn't come over yet. His sword brows furrowed, and he said coldly, "Come here."

Lin Jinran, with no other choice, walked toward him. She ignored the waitress's unfriendly gaze and pulled open the chair across from Fu Mokhan, sitting down quietly.

After she arrived, Fu Mochen's gaze returned to the menu. He ordered some of the restaurant's signature dishes again, then closed the menu and let the waiter take the order.

This was Lin Jinran and Fu Mo'han's first time dining at the same table in public. Before, whether it was at the Fu residence or in a private room, they had never faced other diners and service staff, occasionally casting glances their way.

This feeling is quite strange. She thought that with Fu Mochen's identity, it would be impossible to adapt to this environment at all.

However, she hadn't expected Fu Mo Han to be even more composed than her, sitting here gracefully, elegantly and richly looking at the fashionable magazine handed to him by the waiter.or you."Gu Nanci cast a glance down, at the black gold-rimmed card on his fair fingers. Then he looked up at Su Han's wide eyes and said in a low voice, "You take it.""What's this" Su Han was stunned,...